Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 673 The second stage, filling the trench with flesh and blood

Li Tiezhu is indeed very depressed. In the begging army system, it is generally believed that the Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia are the main forces and powerful enemies. If it weren't for the recent green battalion doing a lot of evil in the south of the Yangtze River and stealing the limelight, many veterans of the begging army would never consider the Green Camp as a well-matched army. Hit seriously.

The Han Eight Banners is the best choice for cannon fodder in the traditional impression. It is unlucky enough to be assigned to fight the Han Eight Banners. If you win, no one will give you a lottery. Can't beat it.

Feng Shui took turns. In the last battle of Jiazhuang, the army of beggars who piled up into the earth mountain bastions under the coordinated combat of firearms caused the Eight Banners of Jiannu to suffer a lot. Among them, the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty suffered the most casualties. Now it is Hexi in the past 30 years. On the low hill of Zhangshan, Kong Youde ordered that trenches be dug layer upon layer, and almost all the roads up the mountain were sealed off. Attacking from the southeast side of the gentle slope, you will face the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, Liaodong Fire Gunners and tens of thousands of great archers. .

The bow and arrow technology of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty completely inherited the most advanced production technology in Liaodong. The arrows and blunderbusses were really impenetrable. They made two tentative attacks and lost two or 300 people. What is even more annoying is that they have always relied on The begging army of the cannon was beaten by the cannon fired from top to bottom by the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty this time.

The several miles of trenches not only protected Jiannu from Ming army artillery fire, but also hindered the advancement of Ming army cannons. Nowadays, most of the [-]-jin rifled guns are transported on the road with difficulty, and they arrive at the combat position. It's all tomorrow morning.

By tomorrow morning, the battle of Phoenix Mountain would probably be over long ago. By then, I would not be alone, but as a veteran, I would have to ask others to help me fight, and I would lose face even more.

"Marshal, why don't we attack a few more times?"

Seeing that his coach's face was not right, Zhao Shanwang, the commander of Yingtian's 96 Division and Li Tiezhu's old subordinate, asked cautiously, but before he finished speaking, Li Tiezhu's thick eyebrows and big eyes rolled his eyes.

"Fuck you! If you want to send yourself to death, don't pull the commander's soldiers!"

"What are you still doing in a daze, are you prepared? If you let those two devils on the top run away alone! I will kill you!"

After being bored, Zhao Shanwang slumped out to make arrangements, and sat back in his chair sullenly, staring at the map and Li Tiezhu muttering depressingly.

"Why did I offend the commander-in-chief? No! With such a hard job, even Huang Degong has a chance to kill the Tartars. How can I be so unlucky?"

While muttering, the tent door of the handsome tent was pulled open abruptly, without even raising his head, Li Tiezhu yelled at him angrily: "Didn't I just say, set up camp on the spot and wait for the cannon, you ****... ..."

"Master, why are you here?"

One sentence almost choked him to death. Seeing Song Qingshu rushing in with a gloomy face and wearing a big cloak, he jumped up from the chair, his face flushed red, and Li Tiezhu scrambled to meet him.

"How many gun positions have arrived!"

Obviously anxious, Song Qingshu opened his mouth to ask hurriedly. It seemed that Song Qingshu's face was not quite right, and he didn't dare to show off. The ones are still in transit, but there are four hundred tiger crouching cannons!"

"Order Wang Chongwen, the logistics committee member, to get rid of the extra cannons and concentrate manpower to deliver twenty heavy cannons to the commander first! In addition, assemble your team immediately and prepare to attack the mountain!"

"Attack now..." Even Li Tiezhu, who had experienced many battles, couldn't help being stunned, and asked back in astonishment.

The Eight Banners of the Han Army have been set up as solid fortifications. If you want to take them down in a short time, you will have to pay thousands of casualties, and you may even be unable to take them down. In the infantry drills of the Qihuo Army, this kind of stronghold requires artillery fire After smashing and destroying most of the defenses, the infantry will be thrown in again. But this general who has always loved soldiers like a son is so urgent, and even spares his life to fill it. No wonder Li Tiezhu can't believe it.

Song Qingshu, who asked this rhetorical question, was also silent for a while, before speaking gloomily.

"The [-] Manchu Eight Banners of Jiannumanda Haibu, and the other [-] Green Battalion have arrived at the border of Huzhou, and will appear behind our army by tomorrow morning at the latest!"

In an instant, Li Tiezhu's face became serious.

It's not that the army of Mandahai was not counted, but this army has been fighting against the regime of King Lu Jianguo in the Zhoushan area. Trying to hold back the Mandahai army, but judging from this time, basically the army of King Lu supervised the country did not play any role, and it is even unknown whether it will actually fight or not, otherwise, how could the Mandahai army be so calm? He easily walked behind the begging army.

There is a saying that the biggest enemy may not be an opponent, but a teammate.

No matter how powerful the army is, it can't stand fighting on both sides. Besides, in order to annihilate the Boluo Legion, almost all of the more than 50 troops are on top. Now they are fighting each other fiercely within a radius of tens of miles. Song Qingshu is really a division's spare troops. If you can't draw it out, once you fight until tomorrow morning, and the Han Eight Banners are left behind, and there is such a new force behind you, the consequences will be disastrous.

"The general understands, the general is going to gather troops now!"

"and many more!"

After hesitating for a while, Song Qingshu still gritted his teeth: "The news is limited to Shuai Zhang! It was announced to the outside world that Jiannu coach Boluo hid on this mountain to escape, and annihilated him on the spot!"

"I will understand at the end!"

Most of the members of the Ming army are newcomers. Once they know that a new enemy is coming from behind, it is extremely easy to cause panic. If the battle is not fought well, more people will die. It is better to come up with a white lie , to stimulate the morale of the army with Boluo's head.

There are 27 divisions under Li Tiezhu's command, but only the Eighth Division of Qihuo, the Fifth Division of Gezuo, and the Ninth Division of Fengyang are considered veterans, and the rest are rookies. The workers and soldiers who were accustomed to the collective labor discipline of the factory quickly gathered in the southeast of Zhangshan Mountain. In the dark night, Li Tiezhu stood on the commanding platform with a serious face, roaring passionately at the countless pairs of bright eyes below in the dark night.

"Hate these dog tartars?"

"hatred!"

I don’t know how many teeth were gnashed in the loud answer. If it weren’t for the deep blood hatred with Jiannu, who would want to say goodbye to the warm home, say goodbye to their parents, wives and children, and go to this battlefield to die?

"The commander-in-chief just got the news that Boluo, the slave chief dog, was hiding on Zhangshan in front of us. He planned to sneak away in disguise while our army was unprepared. The commander-in-chief has ordered that he must not be allowed to escape, no matter what What a price to pay, this beast must be killed tonight!"

"Those who are afraid of death don't have to fight. Warriors who want to avenge Jiannu, this commander will lead you to fight to the death with Jiannu! What do you say?"

"Attack! Attack! Attack!"

In the roar like the wind, countless soldiers with torches rushed towards the foot of the mountain.

The roar at the foot of the mountain had already made Kong Youde's Banners of Han on the mountain nervous, but there were no flares these days, and the soldiers of the Eight Banners of Han could only lie on the edge of the trench and look down in surprise. In an instant, it seemed as if a flower had exploded. Amidst the whistling sound, the tiger crouching cannon shell the size of a pill hit the mountain fiercely with the whistling sound of the wind.

Puff~ A probing assistant leader suddenly trembled from the distance, as if a big hole appeared in his forehead, and the back of his head spurted out like a ripe watermelon. The Han Eight Banners looked terrified. Before the other officers could shout, they all turned their heads. shrank at the bottom.

The tiger squatting cannon blasted for more than five minutes, and the sharp whistling sound of the projectiles just stopped, but the power of the tiger squatting cannon was too small, and the lethality of thousands of projectiles in this dense trench did not reach three digits. Zizi's self-confidence rose again, and a Eight Banners reckless man actually stood out of the ditch, urinating down the mountain and shouting arrogantly.

"That's what Minggou is capable of! If you have the ability to come up and bite your grandfather and me!"

"as you wish!"

Before he finished speaking, a cold bayonet pierced upwards in the ditches. Before he even had time to react, he was picked up from the place where he was a man by a bayonet. With their backs stabbed out, amidst the screams that were hardly human, the two rolled into the ditch together.

Amidst the unbelievable cries of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, countless soldiers of the Ming army leaped into the ditch, armed with firecrackers or bayonets, and fought fiercely with the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty who were dumbfounded. Intense shouts of killing, screams and weapons colliding.

The bombardment just now was just a cover, risking being hit by their own artillery fire, the Ming army of the three divisions crawled up the narrow and steep hillside, and when Jiannu found out, he had already touched the bottom of the trench.

The first trench was captured almost instantly. Seeing the soldiers of the Ming army rushing towards the second trench roaring like black clouds overwhelming the city, Liu Liangzuo, the frontline warlord, was almost scared out of his nerve.

"Fire the arrows! Fire the guns! Never let Ming Gouzi come up!"

Still in shock, the Han Eight Banners archers at the back also gritted their teeth and pulled the carved bow away. In an instant, arrows like rain fell on the hillside. The Ming army all let out loud screams.

Jiannu's artillery fire kept falling on the hillside. In the light of the fire, broken arms and stumps could be clearly seen flying up. Every scream of soldiers dying made Song Qingshu's heart twitch. Now he is really filling the trench with his life. I never thought that I would have such a cruel day.

But kindness does not control soldiers. Soldiers are like chess pieces in the general's hands. They are usually taken care of, but at critical moments, they need to be thrown forward without hesitation. Even when they should be abandoned, they must be abandoned. Everything is for victory.

His face was gloomy. Hearing that the sound of the attack had obviously subsided, he turned his head, and Song Qingshu nodded fiercely at Li Tiezhu again. Once again, three divisions charged towards the hillside shouting against the hail of bullets...

(End of this chapter)